Disclaimer: I wish I owned Danny Phantom! Desiree: -turns me into Butch Hartman- AHHHHHHHHH! CHANGE ME BACK CHANGE ME BACK! -is changed back-
Hey! It's finally re-writing time!
I rewrote this and heavily changed the details of the plot because it was awful.
I mean it, it was very, very bad. It was so horrible that I was actually embarrassed that this was my story, it was so badly written and planned and just bad.
But it's alright, because I'm just going to try and re-write this, make it better. The updates WILL be slow, but I WILL FINISH THIS!
Also, Oprah is now not making any new episodes, but this WAS written when she was. Danny will STILL go on the Oprah show.
"I cannot believe that I was banned," Danny groaned for the four-thousandth time.
"Who knew that DOOM 2 would register you using your ghost mode as cheating?" Tucker wondered, munching on a french fry. The famous trio was sitting in their regular booth at the Nasty Burger. "In DOOM, they couldn't care less."
"I know!" Danny cried out. "It's not fair! They banned my email and IP address!"
"It's not fair that you can't cheat in an online, multiplayer game?" Sam questioned, raising an eyebrow as she took a sip of her water.
"Well I'm sorry that I don't have the free time to grind enemies with you two," he grumbled. "All I was doing was making up for lost time, you two are already level 80 and I'm barely level 3. I'm telling you, I don't have time to level up normally like you two with all the ghosts."
"Danny, you can just give me your user and password and I can level up for you," Sam offered.
"But I want to play it for myself!" Danny argued. "That's the fun of it, is that I play it, not you."
"Just make a new account then," Tucker suggested.
"I'm going to have to. Ugh, I don't want to start all over," he moaned, lying his head on the table.
"Starting over from level 3, yeah, that'll take you a few months," Sam joked. Danny shot her a glare.
"I need to sign up for another email just to make a new account too," he grumbled.
"Just text me your user, and we can go grind some enemies tonight," Sam assured him. "Tucker and I can take you into high leveled enemy territory and let you deliver the final blow, that'll really raise your levels fast."
"Thanks," Danny sighed.
"Jazz, can I borrow your laptop?" Danny asked after walking into his sister's room. She had her AP books open in front of her on her desk, her laptop currently laid shut on her bed.
"What for, little brother?" she wanted to know, placing a bookmark in the book before turning to look at him. She was already in her pajamas, a pair of sweats and tank-top with her hair in a braid. Danny himself was also in his boxers and t-shirt.
"I...kinda got banned from DOOM 2 with the IP address and email because I went into the game with my ghost half and kinda cheated," he began, rubbing the back of his neck in nervousness.
"Danny!" Jazz scolded.
"Hey! I don't have the time to level like everybody else!" he defended. She gave him a Look. "Okay, look, I'm not going to do it again, Sam and Tucker are going to help level me, but I was banned on the home computer so I was kinda hoping I could use your computer...?"
"I guess," she said slowly. "But I need it back by Monday."
"Don't worry, I'll give it back to you in time for your nerd classes. Seriously, who studies on a Friday?" Danny replied as he took the laptop and went into his room, ignoring his sister's protest against being a nerd.
Danny plopped onto his bed and opened Jazz's laptop. He leaned against his headboard, getting comfortable. First, a new email. He opened up to google and noticed his sister still signed in. Opening her email, he took a quick glance through the topics. It was all about school, colleges, her book club and messages from her pen pal in Japan. Boring. He logged her out and clicked to register for a new email.
dannyfenton
Sorry, user is already in use.
Danny sighed and tried again.
dannyjfenton
Sorry, user is already in use.
danfenton
Sorry, user is already in use.
He didn't like being called Dan anyway.
Sorry, user is already in use.
Sorry, user is already in use.
Sorry, user is already in use.
Sorry, user is already in use.
Sorry, user is already in use.
He gave a little cry of anguish. How many Danny J. Fentons were there in this world!? He then sighed heavily. What else could he do?
An idea struck him.
dannyphantom
Congratulations! This user is available.
Danny started to type out the rest of his information using his ghost half information. How the heck was every form of Danny Fenton taken but not simply Danny Phantom?
Two hours later, the process was complete.
"Okay, so were are you guys?" Danny asked, adjusting the microphone connected to the laptop.
"We're over by the Red Trails headed west to the Oggle Forest," Sam replied. "When you get here, I'll put you in our fight party so that we can all share XP when one of us kills something."
"Sounds good," Danny replied, directing his character along the Red Trails.
"What's your new user?" Tucker wondered. "I can go ahead and add you now manually so that we can get started. Red Trails is a long way from the beginning spawn point, especially since you don't have a high stamina yet."
"DannyPhantom, all one word," he replied. Tucker and Sam fell silent on the other line.
"How creative," Sam replied, dripping with sarcasm.
"Well the only email that I could think of that was available was DannyPhantom, so I just used the same for a username," Danny spoke sheepishly. He could almost hear Sam rolling her eyes.
"Let me guess, your character will look like Danny Phantom as well?"
There was a pause.
"Well if I go with Danny Phantom email and username, might as well go all the way and look like him," Danny reasoned.
"Danny! People will catch on when they pretty much hear Danny Phantom, notice that Tucker and I play with you all the time and put two and two together!" Sam scolded.
"But people know I've been banned from DOOMED 2. I just have to whine at school as if I'm still banned," Danny argued.
"Dude, Sam's got a point. People are smarter than you give them credit for. There are some great hackers out there, they can trace your IP address."
"I'm on Jazz's laptop and she moves in two months to college, it'll be fine!"
"Then it's more suspicious when you suddenly stop playing because Jazz moved, and YOU WERE BANNED ON YOUR HOME COMPUTER!" Sam shrieked.
Danny stopped walking in game and suddenly realized the stupidity of his actions.
"Well, maybe I can get my own laptop or...ugh I shouldn't be playing anyway," he moaned. "I have homework and ghosts to fight plus Mom gets throwing random family nights all the time since Jazz is going to college in two months."
"You can play on my account anytime, Danny," Sam assured him. "And you can make a new account and play during the summer."
"Well, I'm already here," Danny sighed. "Let's just go ahead and roll with this."
"Okay then! Get your butt over here, dude!" Tucker told him. Danny grinned and began to walk there.
Danny yawned, stretching as he sat up in bed. He glanced at his alarm clock, and it was a lot earlier than he had expected to wake up. He kicked back the covers and stood, stretching more. Cracking his back and neck, he began to shuffle towards his door and into the hallway.
"Danny?"
He glanced over his shoulder at Jazz, who was giving him a Look, her laptop under her left arm. She was still in pajamas, and she did not look plased.
"Yeah, Jazz?" he yawned again, rubbing his eyes.
"You forgot to log out of your new email last night," she informed him.
"Um. Okay?" he replied, raising an eyebrow. Why was it a big deal?
"You have five hundred new emails. From your fans," Jazz said, opening the laptop to show him. Danny stepped forward, his eyes widening.
In that brief conversation, he got twenty more.